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 Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 7:58 pm
Lonely Hearts Research Institute, Strawberry Fields.
It was early. Really early. REALLY ******** EARLY. Professor Lamarr, who was supposed to be working on a way to prevent Apocalypse from coming, was alone by herself in the place. She'd just created one of her old inventions from scrap metal- a device resembling a vegetable peeler, that slowly killed people by administering electric shocks while peeling their skin off.
She yawned. Breakfast time would have to be soon, and from her feelings, it'd have to be two whole damn pots of tea before she'd feel awake at all.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:20 pm
"Ah, breakfast time. Maybe I can actually get me some business today!" Hakkar said to no one in particular as he stirred by the light of the morning sun. He stood up and started digging at the place where he was lying. Eventually, he got to the bag that he'd buried. In the bag he had the remains of several rats that he had killed a few days ago and a lighter. "And now I wait for customers."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:23 pm
((BTW, very few people in this universe even see elves face to face. Just in books or hear about them. Same with Giants.))
Lamarr was walking by the strange smelly troll, still rubbing her eyes in sleepy confusion.
"Buuuuuuuh..." she said. Her eyes shifted to the potential lab rat and his... rats. Would make an interesting subject for torturing.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:30 pm
"You want some breakfast and show, maybe?" Hakkar was preparing his supplies for the show. He hadn't actually expected anyone to come.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:33 pm
Lamarr seized his arm. Then she began to slowly peel the skin off of him while administering deadly shocks.
He had ruined her morning stupor, damnit, and now he was going to pay with bloody elf violence.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:36 pm
((Aw... now I can't make breakfast Hakkar style...))
"AH. YOU STOP. YOU STOP NOW," Hakkar shouted while trying to break free. He finally managed to grab his lighter and set his arm on fire. That didn't do much...
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:39 pm
((A FLAMING TROLL!))
"I'm sorry." Lamarr said, in a perfectly sleepy, calm, trancelike tone. "Go on."
She handed him a LH flyer, walking zombielike.
((Lonely Hearts, the people trying to stop Apocalypse.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:45 pm
Hakka put it in his bag. Normally, he'd be pissed but he never got customers. So he decided to go on.
First, he started dancing and took of all the clothes except for the loin cloth. Then he picked up a rat and ripped it in half with his hands. In a sexy way. Then he slowly bent back like he was limboing and presenting his groin at the same time. He picked up the lighter and lit his torso on fire and threw the meat on top of it.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:48 pm
((OH GOD))
Lamarr was gagging in disgust by now, and decided to dispose of this individual in the only fitting way possible.
"Excuse me." she said, and whacked him across the face with a plank. That should've knocked him out.
((She was goina take him to the lab and act all GLaDOS-y.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:50 pm
Hakkar fell over, dropping the delicious meats. He wanted to do other stuff to make the post longer, but how much can an unconscious troll do?
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:55 pm
When Hakkar would've woken up-
"Welcome to the Lonely Hearts Research Institute." Lamarr's voice said, albeit in a cheerful-yet-soulless tune, over the steampunk-intercom. "You have been randomly selected as a test subject for- something. I am professor Lamarr, director of Pain Physics and Cake Engineering."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 9:58 pm
Hakkar began to run around slamming himself into walls. "YOU NO PAY FOR SHOW! YOU NO PAY FOR SHOW!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:03 pm
"Shut the ******** up." Lamarr said. "Pick up that piece of metal piping in the east corner of the room."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:05 pm
"Then you pay for show!" Hakkar went and picked up the metal piping. Seemed harmless enough.
((Did you tell everyone else it started?))
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 10:08 pm
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